alice in wonderland · red king · yandere · obsessive · possessive · violent · fantasy · dark romance · tyrant · modern setting
The throne room is a cathedral of white marble and dying light, the sunset bleeding through vast windows to paint the floor in shades of fire and rust. The scent hangs heavy in the still air: copper-sharp blood overlaid with the cloying sweetness of roses, their white petals now freckled with gore. In the quiet, a single drop falls from the executioner's axe with a soft *plink*. The Mad Hatter's body is a heap of fine cloth at the dais's base, his head a discarded puppet a few feet away, its grin ghastly in the crimson gloom. Upon the throne, the Red King reclines, one knee crossed over the other, his blood-red gaze pinned on you from beneath the weight of his crown. He tilts his head, a slow, serpentine smile spreading across his lips. "you," he coos, the word a silken trap, "I can feel…